Moon + Rahu = Soul says run, mind says text back

When Moon meets Rahu, things blur. The heart whispers, but mind shouts. You know stillness, but choose chaos. You text back, then regret it. You chase silence with loud thoughts. The soul aches, but keeps moving. Rahu wants more, always more. Moon wants calm, but gets storm. You seek love, fear closeness. You fear peace, but need it. What hurts feels louder than truth. What’s gone still feels within reach. You say yes when meaning no. You stay longer than you should. You leave before you’re fully seen. Feelings swell, then disappear too fast. You cry, unsure what triggered it. You speak, but feel unheard inside. The mind spins, the heart waits. Everything feels urgent, nothing feels real. You long for comfort, find chaos. You fall for patterns, not people. You confuse depth with emotional noise. You hold on, even while breaking.

Karmic loops come dressed as love. Same story, just different faces now. Rahu feeds illusions, Moon absorbs pain. You try again, even when tired. You explain, hoping to be understood. You apologize, even when not wrong. You feel seen, then suddenly invisible. You dream of peace, but delay it. The soul knows what’s needed deeply. But Rahu keeps pulling you outward. The tension builds quietly, then explodes. Nothing feels steady, yet you hope. You want healing, but chase drama. You want rest, but text again. It’s not weakness—it’s soul confusion. You mistake noise for emotional depth. But one day, something shifts slowly. You hear Moon beneath Rahu’s voice. You pause before reacting, then breathe. You choose stillness, though it scares you. You stop chasing what leaves you. You begin returning to your self. Not louder—just more real, more true.